I’m on my second Five Year Journal. It’s a few sentences each morning about what I’m thinking or planning. Sometimes it’s a rant about insomnia. Other times it’s a list of my plans for the day. Occasionally, I jot my weight in the margin. It’s fun, sort of, to compare it with previous years on the same date. I love looking back to see what mattered to me three years ago or back further. I cannot imagine giving up this ritual I’ve maintained the last eight years.
thanks . sometimes its the simple things in life that free us. auggh!
I’m on my second Five Year Journal. It’s a few sentences each morning about what I’m thinking or planning. Sometimes it’s a rant about insomnia. Other times it’s a list of my plans for the day. Occasionally, I jot my weight in the margin. It’s fun, sort of, to compare it with previous years on the same date. I love looking back to see what mattered to me three years ago or back further. I cannot imagine giving up this ritual I’ve maintained the last eight years.